Chapter 72: A Kiss Is Deep
His expression was a little strange, and he looked at me silently with burning eyes.
Time seemed to stand still, the night wind suddenly blew the wooden window open, and white snowflakes fell in, I subconsciously turned our heads with him to look, I don't know when the snow fell, and it had fallen a layer of white.
He turned his head and smiled softly, reached out and stroked my hair, and said, "You're drunk, go to sleep." β
I drilled into his arms, the warmth and hugs I hadn't seen for a long time.
He was always such a gentle person, he didn't push me away, he just picked me up and sent me back to my room.
Folded the quilt for me, and when I saw him get up to leave, I suddenly took his hand: "Don't go, Nantang, don't go......"
He turned around, as if he couldn't bear it, and sat back down: "Okay, I'm not leaving, you go to sleep obediently." β
Looking at him, I was relieved.
"Nantang. How can a lifetime be so long? How nice would it be if we could grow old like this all at once? β
When I woke up, Chu Nantang was no longer there, and I got up from the fourth watch and went to the Sanqing Hall to meditate and do morning classes, and there were already many disciples there.
Chu Nantang took the disciples to incense, and then began to meditate, I quietly touched a corner that was not easy to find, and I was uneasy.
I remember a little vaguely after I got drunk yesterday, but I vaguely knew that I had said something I shouldn't have said.
I don't have the face to face Chu Nantang now, if there is a crack in the ground, I will definitely get into it.
After the morning class, the disciple left the Sanqing Hall and went to the cafeteria, I thought about yesterday's events and fell into my mind, and when I came back to my senses, the Sanqing Hall was already empty, and I don't know when Chu Nantang came to me.
"Nan, Nantang...... Oh, morning. β
"Well, early. What's in a daze? Hurry up and have breakfast. β
I scrambled to my feet and followed him. After hesitating for a while, he walked quickly to his side and coughed lightly: "That...... Yesterday, I didn't say anything strange, did I? β
He pursed his lips with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "What strange words?" β
I touched my chest and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, I'm afraid that I will say something that I shouldn't say." β
He smiled at me, "Of course not. β
"That's ......"
"You just said you wanted to get me drunk and ......"
"And then??"
My heart tightened, and I suddenly looked up at him, and he smiled a little weirdly: "Then you were completely drunk, and I sent you to the room, and slept like a pig." β
"Don't be sarcastic." I rubbed my cold sweat in annoyance and strode forward.
He shouted behind him: "You go slowly, the snow is slippery, don't fall." β
It seems unlikely that he would be drunk with platitudes, unless I practice my drinking, and sometimes I really think he did it on purpose.
Obviously the amount of alcohol is very good, but he lied to me that the amount of alcohol is not good!
I thought there was no other way to do it, but I didn't have an idea. The matter of putting his words on hold has just run aground.
The snow fell for three days and three nights, and finally stopped, but it was bitter for these disciples of the Nameless Dao.
They all set out to clear the snow, and the mountain road winds upward, and the temple is very quiet during this period, and there are basically no people who come to burn incense and worship.
Therefore, it is rare to start preparing for the New Year, and the cook who I learned to cook cut the window grille paper and cut it around the charcoal fire for most of the day.
The cook has never been married, she is alone, and she has no children under her knees, but she said that she does not feel lonely when she stays in the view.
"How old is Zen Girl this year?"
I laughed and said, "It's seventeen." β
"The seventeen-year-old girl should also find her mother-in-law's house, but is there a man who is suitable?"
There is a man who is suitable, but unfortunately he doesn't know the wind and snow, and he has no children's private feelings in his heart.
I just pursed my lips and smiled, but I didn't answer.
Seeing me like this, the cook smiled knowingly: "Which one?" β
My face was hot, and I said with a little twist: "No, I have been practicing in the Taoist temple all day long, and I didn't think about this." β
"It's time to think about it, I think that guy in Nantang is good. If you stay together all day, you will inevitably fall in love for a long time. β
"Auntie, there's nothing to do. Senior brother, he ...... He didn't like me at all. β
The cook was surprised: "Even you don't like it, so what kind of girl does he like?" I see that he likes you a lot. β
"This liking is different from the liking between men and women, Nantang and I are like the liking between brothers and sisters."
The cook nodded thoughtfully, and saw Chu Nantang just walk in, I was startled, and I didn't know how much he heard those words just now, so he scratched the back of his hand with scissors.
Chu Nantang hurriedly stepped forward to check, took out a bottle of medicinal powder from his sleeve and put it on me, and quickly stopped the bleeding.
Reproached: "Why are you so careless? β
I looked at him and smiled helplessly: "Nantang, how can you be like a robot cat, you can take out what you want by pulling it out of your pocket." β
He frowned slightly: "What robot cat?" β
"Uh......" I thought for a moment and said, "a universal cat." Anyway, it's better than Xiaobai! β
Xiaobai, Xiaobai, Xiaobai??
No wonder Chu Nantang called Bai Yiqing's nickname so smooth, it turned out that there was this stalk in it.
The cook stood up and smiled: "I'm still steaming pastries, let's see if it's okay." β
Chu Nantang sat in the position of the cook, took the scissors, and at first thought he was cutting indiscriminately.
After a while, he cut two small paper figures and handed them to me: "One for you and one for me." β
I looked at the little red paper figure, smiled, and pretended to be disgusted: "Oh~ Senior brother, you also have such naΓ―ve times." β
"Don't like it? Take it. He reached out to take it back.
I hurriedly leaned behind me: "It's mine!" I like it. β
"Hey, well, it's yours, who told you to look like."
I talked to him poorly: "You've finally found out that I'm actually very cute, right?" β
"No, take back what I just said, when I didn't say anything."
"Chu Nantang!"
I don't know what's going on, the atmosphere suddenly becomes a little warm, and the four eyes meet in the slightly hot air, and they forget to take each other back for a while.
After a long while, I swallowed quietly, my cheeks rolled, and I hung my head and curled the hair from my sideburns.
"What are you looking at me like that?"
Chu Nantang coughed lightly: "You are so likable, I can't help but look at it twice." β
I quietly looked at him, and found that his ears were red, and that he was shyer than me, and suddenly he had no shame.
Leaned forward and wanted to tease him: "Where is the second look?" You've been staring at me! β
He casually cut the paper and said mercilessly: "Count the pockmarks on your face, how many are there." β
I suddenly thought of an advertising slogan, and when he saw that I didn't speak, he asked me, "What do you want?" β
"Senior brother, I just thought of a slippery mouth, do you want to listen?"
"Huh? Read it aloud and listen to it. β
I cleared my throat and read, "Today I went out on the street and saw a man with more pimples on his face than counted, as big as soybeans. The small ones are like sesame seeds, and the smallest ones are also in half. β
The next second, Chu Nantang laughed out loud: "Where did you learn these ghostly things?" β
"I won't tell you."
After pasting the window flowers for an afternoon, the couplets in the view were all handwritten by Chu Nantang himself, and they all praised him for his beautiful handwriting.
I stood outside and looked at it for a long time, and it was indeed beautiful, upright and vigorous, just like his people, noble and unyielding.
"Still seeing?"
I turned my head to look at him and said, "Nantang, I also want to practice calligraphy." β
He thought about it, sighed helplessly, and said, "You also said last time that you wanted to learn to play the piano." But have you got a result? β
I pouted: "Yes, I'll be simple...... Fingering. β
"Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and the most afraid of learning things is to pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons, understand?" He touched my head again.
Because I think his handwriting is beautiful, I want to practice it. Because I saw him play the piano beautifully, I wanted to learn to play the piano, because he was the best in my heart, so I also wanted to get closer to him.
Doing what he can do, or what he's used to, feels like he's very close to me.
When I looked up, I saw the stargazing tower towering above the clouds, and I became a little sad: "I don't know what happened to me?" It must be cold in the stargazing tower. β
Chu Nantang was silent. I looked back at him: "Nantang, I hope I am just an ordinary person in my eyes, he has not committed any heinous crimes, is it too cruel to imprison him there for the rest of his life?" β
Chu Nantang opened his mouth, and only said after a while: "Go back to the house, it's too cold outside." If you stand for too long, your shoes and socks should get soaked. β
That night, after dinner, I sat idly in the house, without sleep, picking up the lamp and fiddling with the spark, watching the light light go on and off in the dark.
I recalled my past with Gu Xi in my mind, and I don't know why. But I always can't hate him.
What is right or wrong? Chu Nantang said that it was written by the victorious people.
Gu Xi: I said, everyone is born with a mission, this is his mission, what's wrong?
Although it is contrary to us, it still does not prevent us from sympathizing.
Suddenly, a figure dropped outside the door and knocked on the door.
"Who?"
"It's me." Chu Nantang's voice.
I hurriedly got up, went up and opened the door, only to see him bring the two jars of wine in front of me.
I stared at him in amazement, he put down the wine and smiled: "I suddenly want to drink, I want two jars of good wine, we won't get drunk tonight." β
"Huh?" It's not like him at all! Such a self-disciplined person suddenly said that he wanted to drink.
"Ah what? Since you don't want to drink with me, then I'll have to go find someone else. He was about to turn away.
I hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him over: "If you want to drink, you want to drink, if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return." β
He took another jar of wine from his hand and welcomed him into the house.
There was a charcoal fire in the house, and he found a pot of warm wine.
Seeing that I took the drinking cup, he said heroically: "What is the little cup doing?" Bring me a big bowl. β
"Are you sure?"
"Hah, sure."
I went to fetch him a big bowl, but I didn't think that he had been drinking the small bowl for a long time, and his simple hand held the small celadon bowl and turned around.
The candlelight flickered and reflected his handsome silhouette, like a fallen immortal, with picturesque eyebrows.
I was fascinated. Although I have watched him for a few years, I still can't get tired of watching him, and I still can't believe it, how can there be such a person in the world?
Not stained with a trace of vulgar dust, such as the bright moon and breeze.
He smiled at me: "Why are you stunned, come here." β
"Oh, good." I snapped back to my senses, handed the bowl to him, took the celadon cup in his hand, and drank the rest of the wine from it.
This wine was so strong that it burned like a knife in the throat, and I couldn't help coughing a few times.
He sighed lightly: "Girl, you don't think this is still the rice bar last time?" This wine is too strong, and it is easy to get drunk like this. β
With that, he poured a full bowl of wine, raised his head and drank it all.
My eyes widened: "You...... You still say that I'm easy to hurt my stomach when I drink like this! β
"You can't compare with me in terms of how much you drink."
Sure enough, he was pitted! I snorted coldly: "Then you still say that you don't drink well?" Swindler! β
He didn't say a word, and drank a few bowls in a row, and when I saw him drink like this, I reached out and pressed his bowl: "Don't drink it, you'll get drunk." β
He was indeed a little drunk at this time, his face was ruddy, he lazily supported the side of his face, and said with a sneer: "It's okay to get drunk once, even if I come to you for a drink, I naturally want to have a good drink." β
I retracted my gaze with a weak heart, desperately suppressing the commotion in my heart, his appearance is simply a crime!
Casually drank with him until late at night, he was really drunk, the wine was surprisingly good, and when he was drunk, he lay down there and slept quietly.
I stepped forward and gently pushed him: "Nantang, Nantang!" Wake up......"
"Don't make noise, let me sleep." He rolled over and slipped a bunch of keys out of his coat. My eyes lit up and my heart pounded.
After being stunned for a long time, he reached out and held the cold key in the palm of his hand, and when he left, he took the bed quilt and covered him.
"Nantang, I'm sorry."
I climbed the stargazing tower alone, and the man I hadn't seen for a long time was leaning against the corner, and the last time I saw him was not like this, the boy grew up very fast, and his black hair reached his waist.
Hearing footsteps, he slowly opened his cold eyes. The silence was like a thousand-year-old lake, which melted in an instant when it saw me, and restored to what I had known.
"Senior sister! Is that you? Am I dreaming again? β
After staying in one place for a long time, his legs were a little paralyzed, and he crawled forward desperately, tugging at the heavy chains, and making a dull and hoarse sound.
I ran up to him and said, "I'm sorry I didn't come to see you until now." β
He smiled: "As long as you remember me and can come to see me, everything doesn't matter." β
"You've suffered."
He moistened his eyes, raised his hand to trace my face, and his body trembled slightly: "It must be another dream, it must be a dream, if you can, don't let the dream wake up." β
I shook his cold hand: "Look, is there a temperature?" Not dreaming, I stole the key. β
His eyes widened: "Keys? Sister, where did you steal it from? β
"Big brother! He was drunk, and I took advantage of him to be drunk and came over with the keys. β
He smiled bitterly: "Senior sister, you are so stupid. β
I watched him be silent for a long time, vaguely knowing something.
He added: "You know better than anyone what kind of person Senior Brother is, if he doesn't want to get drunk. No one could get him drunk. β
My expression froze, and I bit my lip and said, "Don't say it, I'll open the chains for you." β
"Nope." He stepped back a little.
"Nozomi me?"
"Let's go, in fact, I'm used to staying here, and it's not so difficult, at least I can occasionally see Senior Sister and Senior Brother."
I sighed to myself: "I hope that if a bird can fly, it will not be willing to break its wings and be imprisoned in a cage." If you have a chance to leave, go away and don't come back. β
Tears rolled down his eyes. One by one splashed on the cold marble slabs.
"I'm leaving, what should you do with your senior brother? I put my senior brother on such a charge...... There will be no peace of mind for the rest of my life. β
"I know him, and since he's decided to do it, he's ready for anything."
I stepped forward to untie the chains for him, and the moment the chains opened and fell, he seemed to relax a lot.
"Hey, I only have one request."
"You say."
"No matter what time it is, you can't kill innocents indiscriminately, if one day, you become bad, everything I do with Nantang today is helping to abuse."
He looked at me for a long time. Nodding solemnly: "I promise you." β
"Then you can go and forget everything here."
"Zen ......"
"Let's go!"
He struggled to get up from the ground, turned his face away, and brushed himself past without looking back.
When I went back, the candlelight in the house was still not extinguished, and I saw the man standing in front of the window with his hands in his hands and looking at the snow under the moon.
Hearing footsteps, he looked back at me.
I slowly walked up to him and handed him the key: "Nantang, I'll let me go, and when the master comes out, I'll go to get the punishment." I stole the key, and it has nothing to do with you. β
He was stunned for a long time. took the key I handed over, was frank, and said with a smile: "If you put it away, let it go, and don't be burdened if you do it." β
I laughed and punched him: "You lied to me again, you pretended to be drunk!" β
"Actually, I just gave this choice to you selfishly, if you take the key to save him, then let him go."
"What if I don't take it?"
"Then there won't be a chance next time, you see me drunk."
After being silent for a long time, he stroked his forehead and sighed lightly: "I'm indeed a little drunk. β
I stepped forward and helped him: "Then you go and rest." β
"You don't need to help yet, you can rest early." He touched my head and turned away.
At the end of the year, Master was out of the customs. The day when the master came out of the customs, only Chu Nantang knew best.
That day, he tricked me into going down the mountain with the disciples in the temple to buy money, and also enticed me that I could play in the town for a few more days.
Halfway up the mountain, I remembered that something was wrong, and hurriedly said to the little disciples, "I remember that there are still some things to do, so I won't go down the mountain with you to buy this time." β
By the time I returned to the Sanqing Palace, there were already disciples inside and out, and there was a lot of discussion.
I rushed into the hall desperately, only to see Chu Nantang kneeling in front of the master, who was heartbroken and beat him with a precept ruler.
He gritted his teeth and said nothing, his eyes red.
I jumped forward and hugged him, and the precept ruler fell on my back, and even through my clothes, it hurt fiercely.
When the master saw this, he stopped.
"How did you get back?!" He looked reproachful, and saw that he was covered with cold sweat, and my tears rolled down like a river of desperate embankments.
hugged him and cried, sobbing: "Master, don't beat Senior Brother Nantang, if you want to beat me, hit me, I let me go, it has nothing to do with Senior Brother, it hurts too much this time......"
The master sighed, angry and helpless, and distressed in his eyes, and was silent for a long time before he said: "That's it, everything is a fixed number, and it is useless for me to punish you, help your senior brother go back to the room to take medicine." β
After speaking, I put down the precept ruler, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, helped Chu Nantang to say goodbye to the master, and went back to the room.
A disciple kindly sent medicine, and I wanted to give him medicine, but Chu Nantang refused to let him.
"You were beaten for me, didn't you even let me give you medicine? Do you want to die of guilt? β
He lay on the bed, his brows furrowed in pain, and said, "There is a difference between men and women, I will be embarrassed if you give me medicine." β
"Nonsense! You never told me there was a difference between men and women. β
"Don't be willful."
"I'll show you willful!"
I was anxiously worried about his injury, and I didn't care to pick up his clothes, and when the little disciples saw this, they hurried away one by one.
When I took off my coat, I saw that the white shirt was wet with blood and clinging to the flesh.
I don't know how many hits. I barely caught it, he took so many hits. Blame for letting me see the wound.
"Nantang, I'll give you medicine." I wiped away my tears and drugged him as I cried.
He sighed helplessly: "Don't cry, it looks serious, it's just a small injury to the flesh, and it's not in the way." β
"It's all my fault, it's all my ......"
"Zen heart, I don't blame you, I did something wrong and should be punished."
"If you want to punish me, punish me, I let me go. What does it have to do with you? It's all my ......."
He pulled me down and grabbed my lips, and I forgot to cry, but stared at him with wide eyes, and I didn't know what to do for a moment.
"I can't help it." He frowned and wiped the tears from his face for me: "You, you have cried my heart." β
The heart was beating wildly, so intense that it seemed to rush out of the chest at any time, and the sudden blow diluted the sadness.
"You, I...... I'll go back to my room first, you. You have to take care of your injuries, and I'll come back to see you later. β
I ran back to my room as if I was running away, stretched out my hand and pressed my heart desperately, and said in annoyance: "Little heart, don't beat, he, he just comforts me, he doesn't mean anything else, calm down!" β
Chu Nantang was not so easily emotional, just thinking of the kiss just now, although it was too late to taste it, it felt excellent.
I put my hands on my hot cheeks, and it was so immoral to think that I had just left an injured person like this, and that it was only for me that I had suffered such a serious injury!
It took a long time to calm down, and in the evening, I went to get dinner, prepared the medicine, and went to his room.
His eyes did not dare to look at him, and he put down his dinner, and saw that he was lying on the bed reading the letter.
called him softly: "Nantang, it's time to eat." β
He folded the letter and smiled calmly: "I'm really hungry." β
I stepped forward to help him and sat down at the table to eat. Looking back at the letter resting on the pillow, he asked, "Is there a letter from home?" β
"Hmm." He replied softly: "The letter said that Qiushui went to join the army, and that kid actually joined the army!" β
He said this happily, but I was full of sadness, and smiled at the corner of my mouth: "Really? He is such a detached and assertive person, it will definitely be a headache. β
I sat down to his right and was silent and didn't say anything more until he finished the bowl of soup.
Suddenly turned his head to look at me, with a solemn expression: "Zen heart ......"
"Huh?" I subconsciously looked up at him.
He took a deep breath, opened his mouth and said, "I have sent letters from home several times, urging me to go back. When spring begins, I'm leaving. β